Hokkaido Horse Racing Story

Although the triceps brachii in the shoulders and the biceps thighs in the waist and legs have developed to a certain extent, they have not yet reached a significant level.

The shoulders, the connection between the front and rear limbs, and the knee joints are very flexible, the stride is wide, the limbs are stretched and agile, presenting a light running posture.

For a mare, endurance is a rare skill that is crucial to victory, but one needs to be wary of the potential for chaos.

Recommended rider: Buyixue (foreign)

“That’s what I mean—”

Putting down the phone, Kitano breathed a sigh of relief.

The answer already appeared on the paper.

Take a short vacation at the end of the month

There is only one chapter today, please forgive me

Chapter 200 Two Oaks Tournaments

Feeling the light, Kitano opened his eyes slightly.

It was the day after the cherry blossom viewing, a morning as spring was drawing to a close.

Based on Tokyo, the sun rises from the horizon at approximately 4:30 a.m.

It was only half an hour before dawn, and the western sky was still a little dim.

After a quick wash, he left the house and walked towards the ranch's lounge.

"Good morning--"

Zep arrived first, and Kitano greeted him.

The hoof trimmer nodded silently, then shook the coffee pot in his hand.

Because he shouted so hard yesterday, his throat was completely blocked from speaking.

On days other than drawing cards, he rarely switches to a silent and taciturn form.

"Thanks."

Kitano took the coffee while yawning and thanking him.

He poured the milk from the glass jug he took out of the refrigerator into the cup, and then, as if he suddenly remembered, he added two sugar cubes.

“Luckily I’m not Italian.”

The hoof trimmer shook his head and complained silently, then picked up the small cup of black coffee in his hand and drank it in one gulp.

Putting down the mug, Kitano sat at the table and scrolled through his phone in a lazy manner.

Gradually more and more people came into the lounge, and the atmosphere became a little lively.

"Come to think of it, Mu-chan is going abroad in a few days."

"Yes, recently we have to undergo physical examinations and vaccinations every day."

"The next time we meet will probably be a year from now."

"As expected. I still feel lonely."

Deliberately avoiding yesterday's cherry blossom viewing, the members chatted about the recent situation of the ranch.

"Mu-chan" is Asayama's nickname for his dazzling actions.

After accidentally letting the cat out of the bag, the breeding stable attendant was laughed at by everyone for a long time.

However, this more intimate name has successfully spread throughout the ranch.

The cell phone rang, it was a trot song that sounded old just by listening to the prelude.

Sliding the screen, Kitano answered the call without changing his expression.

"Ah—I'm Kitano."

"Okay, is it noon?"

"that."

After hanging up the phone, he raised his head and retracted his gaze, saying, "Master Tanaka and rider Ochiai will also come to the ranch later."

"Didn't we run into Mr. Yokoyama and the others—"

"So there will be a party?"

"For lunch, it should be sukiyaki again."

"How about curry sukiyaki?"

"Please stop making weird combinations of dishes."

"I, an Indian, second the motion."

After a brief moment of surprise, Rachel Ho successfully diverted the topic to food.

As for the visiting trainers and jockeys colliding with each other, such things are not worth making a fuss about.

For those working in the horse racing industry, there are only a few days of free time each month.

Especially after the classic front and the pre-breeding season opened simultaneously, everyone from the production ranch to the riders on the saddle officially started the busy new year.

"Curry-flavored Sukiyaki seems pretty good too—"

Asayama, who originally held an opposing opinion, suddenly changed his mind.

"Then, give it a try?"

Even Zepu, who had protested many times against Kikuchi's culinary research activities, began to waver.

"Anyway, it's really inappropriate to use something like this to entertain guests."

Alone and helpless, Lavid had no choice but to look at Kitano for help.

“That’s indeed the case—”

After saying that, Kitano paused again.

"Then let's try again another day."

Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, Lavid's expression immediately became somewhat complicated.

“Please treat the curry well.”

In the end, the Indians had no choice but to issue a mournful protest.

"Don't worry, I always finish my meal properly—"

Zep comforted him and then stood up first.

This action served as a signal, and the short morning leisure break came to an end.

The members stood up from their seats and started a busy new day.

[If possible, I still hope that Ata-chan can try the Oaks Competition. ]

On the way to the stables, Kitano sent this message to Master Majima.

After a while, when I was busy preparing the equipment for the morning inspection, the phone rang suddenly.

In the stable, several curious heads of different fur colors suddenly popped out.

but--

Before they could even try to shake their heads to the rhythm, Kitano pressed the answer button.

At this time, Mejiro Sakuya slowly stretched her head out and looked around.

"I'm sorry to bother you, President."

The moment the call was connected, Majima first apologized hurriedly.

"Nothing, is there anything else?"

After checking and confirming the equipment, Kitano put it into the small basket and asked.

"It's about the Oaks Tournament."

"Um, what do you think of the Kanto Oaks Tournament, President?"

It is not the 2400m Tokyo Oaks race on the grass course, but the 2100m Kanto Oaks race on the Kawasaki dirt course.

After thinking all night, Majima made this decision.

While the prospect of overcoming adversity like Heseker's is tempting, the rider's warning is also reasonable.

Among Japanese mud track horse racing, there are not many races with a range of 2100 meters.

Adding the two limiting conditions of "classic year" and "mare" to the screening, the remaining number becomes even smaller.

Even among the winners of the Kanto Oaks Competition, there are many who are barely able to run beyond the range.

For Atalanta, this was a game in which they had a high probability of winning as long as they participated.

In contrast, as Sasakawa said, the Central Oaks Tournament is a competition with an unpredictable outcome.

Whether it is the fast-paced "Devil's Palace" or the race between outstanding mares, it is easy for chaos to occur.

From a more realistic perspective, if you choose the Oaks Tournament, only by placing within the top three can you compare the bounty with the 3500 million yen prize for the Kanto Oaks Tournament winner.

"The Kanto Oaks Tournament..."

Kitano on the other end of the phone paused briefly, as if thinking about something.

"But I still hope to try to run the Oaks."

He continued.

".Understood. Then, we at the stables will begin preparations for the Oaks Tournament."

On the other side, Majima's tone was as if he wanted to say something but was hesitant.

However, the trainer finally agreed to Kitano's proposal.

After hanging up the phone, Majima rubbed his slightly swollen eyebrows with his index finger and thumb.

If the goal is to compete in the Oaks Tournament, the original training plan will basically be scrapped.

however--

In the 21st century, even world-famous star trainers find it difficult to have much say in front of horse owners.

Looking at the computer screen, the trainer moved the mouse and clicked on a document.

After deleting most of it, I clicked on the rename option.

【Oakes】

He tapped on the keyboard and typed these words.

Chapter 201 Really Similar

This is Takeshi Yokoyama's second visit to Mejiro Ranch in Hidaka Sanishi.

In other words, the new Mejiro Ranch.

"Want to try riding a world-class horse?"

A week ago, his father, who is also a rider, suddenly contacted him and asked this question.

"certainly--"

He answered without hesitation, but Takeshi mentally thought it was a belated April Fool's joke.

Naturally, I put this matter behind me in the blink of an eye.

It was not until yesterday, when the father and son met in the inspection room after the cherry blossom viewing competition, that old Yokoyama finally told the whole story.

"Sachi-kun said that you will ride Mejiro Sakuya during the Emperor's reward."

"it is good--"

As if he hadn't reacted yet, Wu Shi nodded habitually.

Then he picked up the towel and wiped it across his face.